
SHOT CALLER YXNG K.A
"SHOT CALLER" by YXNG K.A, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, success, and street life. The lyrics reflect confidence and determination to rise above challenges. Unique elements include catchy hooks and a modern beat, contributing to its appeal among youth culture and the UK rap scene.

[Chorus]
Yes, sir, these niggas be way too iffy
These hoes be way too friendly
Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose
They ain't gotta pick me
Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie
I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm 50
I know some niggas couldn't wait to envy
I'm rockin' Givenchy Fendi, I got plenty
[Verse 1]
You never gon' catch a nigga playin' with me
Sometimes we see red, we Trippie
My brother be quick to flip out with the semi, brr, brr
We shootin' the stick 'til it's empty
You tempt me, I'm sending you right where the blimps be
I done said it multiple times but fuck it
I think I'm stuck on ten speed (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, you know I'm outta here
It ain't 'bout shit to get niggas up outta here
My shooter ain't catchin' no nerve
My shooter don't say no words
He just get you up outta there
You probably wouldn't believe how I got here
I got some people I need but they not here
I know they gon' mention me, I do not care
We making history
I gotta make 'em remember me
We make a nigga a memory
I be kickin' shit like I got more legs than a centipede
I got them niggas puzzled every time that I leave, I guess I'm the missin' piece
I'm in this shit for the long run
You niggas be for the moment, them niggas can't roll with me (Uh-uh)
Everything I do they make it a Kodak moment, man, I can't even roll in peace (I be like why)
Yes, sir, these niggas be way too iffy
These hoes be way too friendly
Let 'em know if they ever gotta choose
They ain't gotta pick me
Cut 'em off like it ain't no biggie
I'ma die tryna get rich like I'm 50
I know some niggas couldn't wait to envy
I'm rockin' Givenchy Fendi, I got plenty
[Verse 1]
You never gon' catch a nigga playin' with me
Sometimes we see red, we Trippie
My brother be quick to flip out with the semi, brr, brr
We shootin' the stick 'til it's empty
You tempt me, I'm sending you right where the blimps be
I done said it multiple times but fuck it
I think I'm stuck on ten speed (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, you know I'm outta here
It ain't 'bout shit to get niggas up outta here
My shooter ain't catchin' no nerve
My shooter don't say no words
He just get you up outta there
You probably wouldn't believe how I got here
I got some people I need but they not here
I know they gon' mention me, I do not care
We making history
I gotta make 'em remember me
We make a nigga a memory
I be kickin' shit like I got more legs than a centipede
I got them niggas puzzled every time that I leave, I guess I'm the missin' piece
I'm in this shit for the long run
You niggas be for the moment, them niggas can't roll with me (Uh-uh)
Everything I do they make it a Kodak moment, man, I can't even roll in peace (I be like why)
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